Break Her Walls Down Novels & Stories

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

I can feel it. "No one" she replies and I knew her answer before. "See, this is what you do . Every. fucking. time . You close up and build these walls. But i can feel them breaking down for me . You will tell me ,claire, i know it " I say.

Her stomach was already grumbling and she rushed to get door assuming it would be the pizza delivery guy . She opened the door, but the next moment she felt she was frozen . A shiver ran down her spine . She felt she was being crushed to dust . All her dreams and hopes were shattered . She saw her man, embracing another girl and kissing her like he wanted to take her breath away . A tear rolled down her cheek .

Good morning April,' I greeted them. 'Good morning. Hope you slept well. 'Bella asked. 'I did.' It wasn't a lie. I indeed slept well despite the incident of the previous night. 'If you didn't sleep well, it would have been a sin,' April said as she used the hand mixer to mix the egg she had broken into a bowl. 'What do you mean?' I asked wondering what April meant. 'What do I mean? Have you ever slept in that type of bed? The bed sheet alone will buy me ten times over,' April said as she gesticulated with her hands.

I won’t let her slip through my fingers. No matter how many walls she puts up, I’ll tear them down. One by one. Until she believes me. Until she knows that I’ll protect her, no matter what it costs me.

As the evening breeze drifted through the open windows, his eyes seemed to sparkle. I suddenly remembered a line from that letter I'd so carelessly dismissed: "Love happens in this world Like the gentle clink of ice in a glass, Like summer's sweet tea on a perfect day."

And yet here she was—breaking through the iron walls I had built around myself, piece by piece, without even trying. And I could do nothing to stop it.

“Everything. About the money, about my capacity to love, about whether I’m just performing. He tried to make it sound like I bought you.” “What did you say?” “That it’s complicated. That both things can be true—helping you and benefiting myself. That I’m trying.” She pulled back to see his face. “Are you okay?” “No.” The honesty surprised them both. “I feel exposed. Like every wall I’ve built for ten years got torn down in three hours.” “Good,” she said. “Good?” “Good, because those walls were keeping you safe but also keeping you alone, so, if breaking them is what needs to happen, it is good.”

My mind went blank as I feel the ice wall that I built started to have some cracks. With every words he said, his tone and how he holds me. It feels like he's starting to destroy the wall I built. No.... Stop. I once let you destroy the wall that I have built for a long time. I won't let you destroy it again that easily. I won't be too soft. I won't be swayed again. I won't let you break me again you bastard... "Please... I can't lose you again..." Bastard... It's like a cue for my tears to flow.

She’s a broken girl trying to piece herself back together, and I’m the last person who should be anywhere near her. I slam my fist against the wall and turn the water to cold. With a groan, I let the icy spray hit me, chasing away the heat that’s still simmering beneath my skin. It’s brutal, but it does the job, snapping me out of whatever spell I’ve been under.